Boston = mile 3722

“As a Matter of Fact, I am a Rocket Scientist” - on the T-shirt of the young man at church this morning.  Among its many other attributes, Boston is an education-dense city where the colleges and Universities are tourist attractions and crank out a large percentage of the worlds academicians.  I also realized as I was visiting Faneuil Hall (where the seeds of the American Revolution were sown), Old North Church and Prospect Hill (where the American Flag was first flown) that Ruth and I were on an American Pilgrimage of sorts, particularly when adding a visit to Gettysburg followed by Washington DC (later this week).  Somehow as I’ve gotten older I’ve become more appreciative of and interested in those others who have been instrumental in the formation of our country.

I think Boston would be a good place for right brained people to live.  It certainly wasn’t laid out by a traffic engineer.  Streets running in parallel or at 90 degree angles are unknown here.  Add to that poor signage and obliterated lane lines and you could confuse the intuition of a Picasso.  The result is what we commonly call “charm”.  It’s a wonderful place to visit though.  It’s also a great place to eat.  No shortage of options here!  And for those who may wonder from time to time about the “younger generation”, I’d like to hold up a couple of young entrepreneurs.  Nephew Luke and niece Heidi, both Boston residents have opened businesses, both following their creative strengths and both applying a lot of focused energy.  Makes an old uncle proud.  And brother Larry and sister in law Lorna are not only great hosts but an instructive lesson on value of embracing change.  They left their home of 30 years in Idaho, liberated themselves from the accumulation of those years and relocated here.  It’s a new chapter.  They’re looking ahead.  I’d recommend visiting them.

Pictures: Holocost Memorial (6000000 numbers etched on glass.  On for each Jew exterminated in Germany, North Church, Saturday on the Water front, View from Prospect Hill